Why I Foster Pets
For almost two decades I’ve fostered animals. I LOVE fostering! I do it because it brings me great satisfaction in helping homeless animals and it’s always exciting to discover who’s coming to stay for a while. But with fostering comes a price for all involved.
This is Stevie, in the photo. He’s my cat. He’s mine by default, having arrived as a young adult cat probably 12-15 years ago, into our care and when black cats were very un-adoptable.
This morning I’m spending some quality time with him since all orphanage furry tenants are fed and quietly resting. Stevie has had to learn to wait to get attention because there’s always others more in need. Stevie had to learn to accept the coming and going of the homeless pets throughout the years and he does so by-in-large gracefully.
My attitude towards my personal pets is this: “you (meaning my personal pet) were homeless once too…as was I…and as was them, who are here now… and will be them, when new ones come to stay for a while. We sacrifice a little because we should and we can and because it’s needed. We welcome homeless pets and we send them off to new homes with celebration, only to welcome new ones yet again.”
But, this morning, Stevie is happy for the cuddles and I’m enjoying his purring song. ❤️